Busy and bored...

Well, we've been busy at our house cleaning up after the boys and their bout with the stomach flu. What fun. It's times like these that I'm SO grateful that I'm not a single parent. One panicked call to my sweet husband, and I'm no longer cleaning up nasty messes on my own. What a gem.

I've also been off my blogging kick for a while now. I guess I'm kind of bored with it. I'm hoping that as the days get warmer and we get out more, I'll be inspired to record the goings-on at our house.

But our big news?

(NO, we're not expecting... unlike everyone else in my ward. Sheesh... what was in the water at Christmas??)

We're putting our house up for sale. Whoa. I'll post more later, but if you know anyone looking for a super cute house (I'm biased) in Sandy, let me know. I really love SO many things about my house... what were we thinking? ahhh... causes me stress. More later.

Quote for the day: "A smile is a curve that sets everything straight."

We've been smiling a lot lately. It really does set our little world in order. Thank heavens for cute little boys.

Draper Temple

Yesterday, our little family had the opportunity to tour the new Draper Temple. We drove up there Sunday night to see it all lit up, and Alex kept asking (begging) to go inside. So, we called our Bishop and luckily he had a couple of tickets left for Monday morning. It was so beautiful! And while things were a little crazy with two toddlers and a preschooler, I'm glad we went. Mark said that as he walked into the Celestial Room with Jackson in his arms, Jackson's eyes went up to the beautiful chandelier and ceiling and he exclaimed, "Whoa!" in breathless awe. On the way home, we asked Alex how he felt while he was there, and he said, "I felt the Holy Ghost. And I liked that it is Jesus' house. I liked the pretty white room. And I liked the room where you get married." And Andrew? Well, he just wanted to get down and run amuck. But it was great. If you haven't gone yet, get your tickets. They estimate that 1.1 million have already been reserved and only 150,000 are left. It's worth it.

(We didn't have the foresight, or the free hands, to get our own picture. This is borrowed from the Draper Temple blog site.)

These boys...

Seriously... can a mother not accomplish daily physical necessities without having all chaos break loose? I hate to get graphic here, and I'll probably delete this post tomorrow, but sheesh! I had to do my daily duty (ya know... go to the bathroom). And while I wish it only took me 2 seconds, it unfortunately didn't. In the short time that I was in the bathroom, these boys accomplished total havoc. I came out to Alex's cries of, "Mom! They have your water bottle!" I come to see my bedroom floor soaked with a full bottle of water. Grrr... Not too bad, until I see both boys eating my ear plugs (another story related to lack of sleep), which has to be one of the nastiest things ever. Next to them are my sunglasses, shattered to smithereens. One twin then runs off just as I see him holding my box of safety pins. I chase him into the kitchen where I see Alex's cup of applesauce smeared all over the table, laptop, chair and floor by the other twin. I slowly walk thru the house, noticing that every toy, from every drawer and toy chest has been removed from said drawer or chest and scattered on the floor. All in a mere couple of minutes! Goodness!

I know that many people have had it worse, but two minutes people. Sheesh. I guess I'd be more forgiving if these boys were well-rested, happy, and in fabulous moods today. But their lack of sleep (and thus my lack of sleep) has left us all a bit on the cranky side.

Needless to say, the next time I have to use the bathroom they will all be tethered to their cribs. :)

So sweet...

From the husband who doesn't buy flowers, but knows that I hate January.... Love him.

Goodbye to the BEST church calling ever...

I'm so sad... My days of using the twins as an excuse to not do anything are over. Sigh. Funny thing is, they're harder than ever. Oh well. The big change? They're going to nursery. Not willingly, and not without weekly tears. But they're going. And mom just walks right out that door and tells the nursery leaders, "Only get me if the crying lasts for an hour! Ciao!" So different from my first... Any way, I get sidetracked... Let's see here... Oh yes, callings.

Well, my sweet bishop gave me the BEST calling ever while the twins were babies. It only lasted one short, little year, however. I was... drumroll... The building schedule coordinator. Yep. No Sunday duties. Ever. No lessons to prepare. Ever. No organizations to administer. No weeknight activities. Nada. Nothing. All I did was log on to the stake's website once or twice a week and approve pending requests. Seriously the best calling ever! Every new mother needs this calling. If you haven't heard of it, lobby for it! Really!

Anyway, the new calling is already causing some jitters. No, I'm not teaching. No, I have no Wednesday night mutual to go to. I get (or have?) to be the Primary Pianist! Yippee! I actually wanted this calling. Now I'm not so sure, but hey... it can't get much better than that, can it? I'm actually excited. Now, here's hoping I don't mess up "Do As I'm Doing" or something simple like that. goodness.

But, I'm really gonna miss my old calling. Maybe they'll give it back to me next year. One can only hope...